I'M Tired
Every morning we start to run
We feel tired of course, but son
No way to stop, Why? Others will pass us
So we run; run and run and run
From morning till night, every day
Is this a never-ending game by the way?
30/8/2021
Bite size poem no.19 contest
Copyright © Chathurya Gurugoda | Year Posted 2021
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